08-03-2009, 12:50 PM
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puppeh! 
In that brief moment that their eyes locked he smiled softly back at her. In that moment, he believed that just maybe everything would be okay. That what was happening would not bring the darkness over them that he feared it would. But then the pains of her labor overtook her again and she was consumed in what was occurring in her body. That smile, hardly perceptible in the first place, vanished and that neutral expression was back. Her harsh breathing filled his ears and while his hand felt some discomfort from the strength of her grasp upon it, he made no reaction to it. If that was what she needed of him then that is what he would give.
If he had not called for anyone the sounds of another approaching would have instantly set him in defensive mode. For right now he was her only defense. The only barrier between her and whatever would wish to do her harm. But he faintly smelled the scent of another female and so he was not concerned. While it was not the scent of Cercelee he judged that it must be the other woman that Cwmfen had asked him to call. The other approached with great caution but finally took a place on the opposite side of his lover. He spared the woman a quick glance, and was thankful for her presence here, but that was all. His focus was entirely upon Cwmfen, though he could sense the somewhat suspicious eyes of the one who had joined them.
Then, as if through the connection of their hands, he sensed a change in her. He felt her energy being used not only to breath but to aid in the delivering of the lives within her. With his free hand he gently stroked the back of the hand the clung to him. Onus had no idea if that was in any way a help to her, but it was all he could think of to do. Tension filled moments passed and then with a cry from Cwmfen he heard something slide into the grass from between her legs. And suddenly the fear was back. His hidden gaze looked to where the pup would be, but his vision of it was blocked. As curious as he was to look upon this thing that had come from her he could not find the will to move. That, and he had no idea what to do about the pup that had been birthed. All the coyote did was stare and continue to hold her hand.
In that brief moment that their eyes locked he smiled softly back at her. In that moment, he believed that just maybe everything would be okay. That what was happening would not bring the darkness over them that he feared it would. But then the pains of her labor overtook her again and she was consumed in what was occurring in her body. That smile, hardly perceptible in the first place, vanished and that neutral expression was back. Her harsh breathing filled his ears and while his hand felt some discomfort from the strength of her grasp upon it, he made no reaction to it. If that was what she needed of him then that is what he would give.
If he had not called for anyone the sounds of another approaching would have instantly set him in defensive mode. For right now he was her only defense. The only barrier between her and whatever would wish to do her harm. But he faintly smelled the scent of another female and so he was not concerned. While it was not the scent of Cercelee he judged that it must be the other woman that Cwmfen had asked him to call. The other approached with great caution but finally took a place on the opposite side of his lover. He spared the woman a quick glance, and was thankful for her presence here, but that was all. His focus was entirely upon Cwmfen, though he could sense the somewhat suspicious eyes of the one who had joined them.
Then, as if through the connection of their hands, he sensed a change in her. He felt her energy being used not only to breath but to aid in the delivering of the lives within her. With his free hand he gently stroked the back of the hand the clung to him. Onus had no idea if that was in any way a help to her, but it was all he could think of to do. Tension filled moments passed and then with a cry from Cwmfen he heard something slide into the grass from between her legs. And suddenly the fear was back. His hidden gaze looked to where the pup would be, but his vision of it was blocked. As curious as he was to look upon this thing that had come from her he could not find the will to move. That, and he had no idea what to do about the pup that had been birthed. All the coyote did was stare and continue to hold her hand.